The Angel of Luck

Lucky woke up to the sun cresting over a dessert peak and found himself in a soft pile of sand. He stood, naked, to find himself alone. Not just alone, but his car was gone, his clothes were gone, he was alone, robbed of all possessions, and stark naked… in the middle of a dessert.

He started to walk as the sun started to rise. He walked through what shade he could find as the sand grew warm around him.

He grew thirsty and delirious and his vision blurred. He blinked and he rubbed his eyes and the lights got brighter and brighter and there, before him, stood the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. His perfectly sculpted chest was sparsed with little curls of chest hair. He was humanly muscular, not grotesque, but the kind of muscles that worked hard and showed pride in their wear.

His ears poked out in that cute way that made Lucky melt at the knees. Then he smiled, and it was a quirky half-smile, full teeth, thing. If Lucky wasn’t mesmerized before, well… he’d do anything for this man.

The man floated two feet above the ground and slowly lowered himself to Lucky’s level.

“Lucky Knight, I have come here as your Guardian Archangel. I am Barachiel.”

“I like your wings, where did you get them,” Lucky said.

“I’m an angel,” Barachiel said.

“Wait, WHAT?!” Lucky’s eyes went wide.

“Didn’t I just say… Lucky, I’m your guardian angel. I’m Barachiel.”

“Oh, yeah. I think I’m really thirsty,” Lucky laughed.

“That’s why I am here, Lucky Knights. You are close to death and because you have performed services for the eye of god to his liking he has brought me here to offer you a final offering.”

Lucky opened his mouth to say something else, but Barachiel stepped in and kissed him before he could get it out. Their lips touched and then, in slow motion, their tongues pressed together at the tip and slipped and slide over each other as they explored the wet caves of each other’s mouths. The kiss satiated Lucky, it filled him with warmth and light, he regained his senses and his heart beat again.

Barachiel continued the kiss. He wrapped his arms around Lucky and allowed Lucky to return the gesture. They lifted off the ground and they intertwined their legs as they floated upward. They kissed harder and deeper and the angel squeezed them together just a little harder.

Lucky felt as something pushed its way into his crack, torpedoing toward his hole. It was Barachiel’s perfectly formed angel cock, naturally doing what it was meant for. They continued to kiss as the practically sentient cock of the angel pushed out precum and pressed its way upward into Lucky.

They slowly spun several feet above the air, kissing, embracing, and the angel cock pistoned itself into Lucky’s ass with perfect strokes. When the angel finally came, the cum bypassed Lucky’s body and came into his soul instead.

The angel brought Lucky back down to the ground and Lucky could see another version of himself laying under a tree.

“So, I died then?” Lucky said.

“Oh, yeah bro. Totally dead, nothing we could do about that. Death is this whole other thing you gotta deal with.”

“Why did the eye of god send you then?”

“To give you a choice. We don’t usually give people choices. Let’s see what was it… ummm… Here we go. You may choose to start this life anew or start again as someone new,” Barachiel said.

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